Laz was... at a loss for words.
He stared blankly at the figure inside the coffin and yet he saw no movement. He looked back over at Freya, only to see her eyeing the coffin lovingly.
Laz couldn't help but feel creeped out and slightly itchy at the sight of this. He could only be thankful that it looked like the corpse inside was fresh, almost like it had just fallen asleep.
The girl inside looked young, maybe ten at most. Her face was a pale shade of white while her hair was the pure color of darkness. She was dressed in a black, gothic style dress that allowed one to see that she had almost no curves to her body whatsoever. While Freya was short, she had capital that would be unmatched by many while this girl just simply looked like a girl. The real point of interest was that her face was flawless. Had this girl grown up, she would be an unmatched beauty.
Seeing her in the coffin, Laz couldn't help but sigh at her plight, thinking that she was already dead.
